Video Keep Up de Abstract 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Abstract - Keep Up Lyrics

[Verse 1: Abstract]
We grew up throwin' up Ws
Back when Tech was that "I'm 'bout ta' bubble" dude
Used to match all my fitteds with all my shoes
Had my tees triple-X like 2002
Known for smoking that diesel with rowdy crews
Treat the hill like some skaters, we breakin' rules
Drip was cold as the weather, a pleasure to stunt on the rich
Circle swerve on a square, leave a lame in a ditch
Came from the sticks and we stay with 'em too
Edges serrated, a little detuned
Beverage a 40 with E on a loop
Playlist consisted of Weezy and Wu
Mobbin' like militants out where the village is
Villainous presence to non-local visitors
Simpletons had to be put in their place
Left in the dust if not matching the pace

[Chorus: Sir Michael Rocks]
Yeah
Ah? Keep up
They could never ever be us (What?)
Ah? Keep up
You got a problem, better speak up (Yeah, yeah)
Ah? Keep up
We runnin' and runnin' and runnin' it up (Runnin' it)
Ah? Just keep up
Got me chillin' with my feet up (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Abstract]
An Armada of LINEs
Bomb hole I'm leaving Atomic at times
Been at the 4FRNT, I'm Völkl with mind
Stunt like Pit Viper in 1995
Been touchin' gold like I'm Tanner in 6
'07, '08 whatever you wish
Breakin' some ankles when I hit the switch
Stay hoppin' genres, I pretzel the bridge
Let me get Candide with you
Most don't impress me, here's a E for the effort
Look around what do I see in the wreck
It's not me so I had to represent for the jibbers
Mountain-made monster, doin' what I want to
Killin' everything, need a mortuary sponsor
Headphones blarin' like they did back then
Difference is nowadays I be holdin' the pen

[Refrain: Abstract]
We grew up throwin' up Ws
Back when Tech was that "I'm 'bout ta' bubble" dude
Used to match all my fitteds with all my shoes
Had my tees triple-X like 2002
Known for smoking that diesel with rowdy crews
Treat the hill like some skaters, we breakin' rules
Drip was cold as the weather, a pleasure to stunt on the rich
Circle swerve on a square, leave a lame in a ditch
[Chorus: Sir Michael Rocks]
Yeah
Ah? Keep up
They could never ever be us (What?)
Ah? Keep up
You got a problem, better speak up (Yeah, yeah)
Ah? Keep up
We runnin' and runnin' and runnin' it up (Runnin' it)
Ah? Just keep up
Got me chillin' with my feet up